The thing is, that world doesn’t exist. All growing up means is that your realize no one will come along to fix things. No one will come along to save you.

I didn’t want it to be one good memory that led to a lot of bad ones. I wanted it to stay what it was, one amazing moment, something that was strong and sweet enough...

I want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired.